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Princess Xiao, please speak......

For the first time, Meng Xiuyuan made a gesture in front of people, and this gesture Lin Chujiu knew.

Well, she knows a little sign language.

"You have a sarcoma in your throat, and you need to make a small incision in your throat to remove the sarcoma inside." Lin Chujiu calmly said the treatment plan, and waited for the Meng family's father and son to decide.

Mr. Meng was not much surprised when he heard this, but just frowned and asked, "Princess Xiao, how sure are you?" To be honest, a doctor once mentioned this treatment method to me, but he could not guarantee that he would be cured, nor could he be sure that Xiuyuan would survive. "If you want to exchange your life for the price of your mouth, Mr. Meng is unwilling.

"Mr. Meng, if you don't mind, call me the ninth day of junior high school." To be honest, Lin Chujiu is really not used to hearing Princess Xiao or something, every time he hears the title of Princess Xiao, Lin Chujiu will think of Xiao Tianyao, and she is just Xiao Tianyao's accessory.

Although women in this era are men's accessories, Lin Chujiu still feels uncomfortable listening to it.

"The old man will call you for the ninth day of the first month." Mr. Meng is old enough to be Lin Chujiu's father, and his identity is also detached, so there is nothing to call Lin Chujiu's name.

Lin Chujiu smiled and nodded, and answered for the Meng family's father and son: "The sarcoma that grows out of your son's throat is connected to the throat, and if it is removed, there will inevitably be risks, and I am eighty percent sure that your son will not die in this process." As for whether you can speak after resection, there is basically no problem, and if there are other diseases, you can continue to treat them later. ”

When Lin Chujiu said this, he paused slightly, and seeing the solemn faces of the Meng family's father and son, Lin Chujiu thought about it and added: "The piece of meat in Meng Gongzi's throat is getting bigger and bigger, and Meng Gongzi should often feel that his breathing is not smooth and his throat is sore." ”

Meng Xiuyuan's eyelids moved lightly and nodded......

This is indeed the case, and it has been especially evident lately.

With Meng Xiuyuan's affirmation, Lin Chujiu became more and more sure of his own inference, "Even if it is not to cure the dumb disease, the sarcoma in Meng Gongzi's throat must be removed, otherwise when it grows bigger and bigger, Meng Gongzi will die because of difficulty breathing." ”

Hearing that it would be life-threatening, Mr. Meng's face changed slightly, "Only this is the cure?" Is there a relatively safe way? ”

"That's all I do." She is a Western doctor, and Western medicine has always been to treat where there is a problem, where it is broken, and where it is cut, it is almost impossible for her to use medicine to slowly remove the sarcoma.

"This ......" Mr. Meng looked embarrassed, not knowing whether to come down or not.

Slit the throat, can a person still live?

Even if Lin Chujiu said that he had eighty percent of the pulse, he didn't dare to take the risk.

Xiu Yuan is not only his eldest son, but also his only son, the only heir of the Meng family. If Xiuyuan has three longs and two shorts, their Meng family's branch will be completely finished.

Lin Chujiu also understood Mr. Meng's mood, and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Meng and Meng Gongzi think about it, Meng Gongzi's illness is not urgent in a short time, when will you think about it and come back to me." ”

The doctor system did not ask her to treat Meng Xiuyuan, and Meng Xiuyuan's illness is not fatal now, so she is not worried.

"I'm sorry for you." Mr. Meng looked apologetic, and Lin Chujiu waved his hand indifferently, "It's just a trivial matter." ”

Lin Chujiu took off his mask and gloves, put them back in the medicine box, took out two boxes of medicine from them, and handed them to An Xiuyuan, "If I guessed correctly, Meng Gongzi, your throat should be very sore recently, and this medicine will help you." Bottled medicine, you drink one-fifth of a cup every day when you get up in the morning; The pills, taken a quarter of an hour after each meal, two at a time, can temporarily relieve your pain. ”

An Xiuyuan nodded in thanks and took the medicine from Lin Chujiu's hand. Mr. Meng looked at him worriedly, "Xiuyuan, why didn't you hear you say that your throat is uncomfortable?" ”

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Nothing?

The inflammation is so severe, I'm afraid even swallowing is torture, is it really fine?

Lin Chujiu glanced at Meng Xiuyuan, and that glance seemed to understand everything, but Meng Xiuyuan was not embarrassed to be exposed, and the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

Lin Chujiu had no intention of interfering in other people's housework, and after talking about his illness, he proposed to retire.

There was no female dependent at home, and it was inconvenient for Mr. Meng to stay with Lin Chujiu, so he wanted to send him off in person, but he didn't want Meng Xiuyuan to get up quickly, put on a posture of invitation, and at the same time carried Lin Chujiu's medicine box in his hand very gracefully.

"Meng Gongzi is polite." Lin Chujiu did not refuse, and walked out behind Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan is a very considerate person, perhaps considering Lin Chujiu's small steps, he walks slower than usual, just a small detail, but it is gratuitous to make people feel good.

sent Lin Chujiu all the way to the carriage and watched her leave, until the carriage was out of sight, and Meng Xiuyuan walked back, still with an unhurried pace, calm and unhurried, with indescribable elegance.

"Xiuyuan, what do you think?" Lin Chujiu left, and Mr. Meng asked directly.

Meng Xiuyuan smiled and wrote the word "ink" on the table.

"You're saying that the Ink Doctor will take action?" After all, they are father and son, and they have been together for many years, as long as Meng Xiuyuan shows it. Mr. Meng can still know what he wants to express.

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, and wrote the word "wait" on the table again.

Wait, wait for the ink doctor to come to the door. And the ink doctor was more anxious than they imagined, and that night, accompanied by the official messenger, knocked on the door of the other hospital.

With Meng Xiuyuan's reminder, Mr. Meng was not surprised by the arrival of the Ink Divine Doctor, but he didn't show it on his face, and he was still surprised: "The Ink Divine Doctor visited late at night, I don't know what to do?" "As for the guards behind the ink god doctor, Mr. Meng just didn't see it.

"These days, I have been thinking about Meng Gongzi's illness, so much so that I can't sleep well. Today, I suddenly had some thoughts, and I asked the official to accompany me for a while, I wonder if you can let me see Meng Gongzi's illness? Although Doctor Mo was in a hurry, he didn't show it on his face, he was still an indifferent master, even if he took the initiative to seek treatment, it would not make people think that he had lowered his figure.

I have to say that Doctor Mo's bearing, as well as his age and reputation, are more reliable than Lin Chujiu, but ......

Mr. Meng thought of his son's words, and couldn't help but sigh: "Doctor Mo, it's really unfortunate that you came, the dog suddenly received a letter from a friend in the evening, went out temporarily, and has not come back yet." ”

"Meng Gongzi is not here?" Doctor Mo's face changed slightly, with a hint of indescribable distortion......

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the father and son of the Meng family are deliberate!

[Author's digression]: Strive to ...... Tomorrow there will be three more chapters before six o'clock. Three watches from tomorrow!